Another World: The Failed Magician

At this moment, snowflakes began to fall from the sword formation, mingling with raindrops as they drifted down from the sky.

When the raindrops and snowflakes touched Li Mingxu, the tiny raindrops and snowflakes actually burst forth with astonishing sword energy.

Li Mingxu swung his sword at the incoming sword energy, easily blocking it with his Martial King level cultivation.

As Li Mingxu easily deflected one sword aura after another, Lu Xuan asked Zhang Yu, "President Zhang, is this sword formation reliable? If this sword formation can't deal with Li Mingxu, we'll all be doomed." Although Lu Xuan said this, there was no trace of anxiety on his face. Instead, he had a faint smile on his face.

"it should be no problem."

"should?"

"After all, it is the Qingxin Sword Sect's trump card. I have never had the chance to see the power of the Snow Rain Sword Formation before. However, the Grand Elder and Qingmei assured me of the power of this sword formation, saying that with their assistance and that of others, it would be enough to kill a Martial King level expert."

"Hmm, I see. By the way, didn't you just call Sect Leader Zhao 'Qingmei'?"

"Well, what happened?"

"I felt something was off between you two from the start. Tell me quickly, what exactly is your relationship?"

"We met when we were young, so what? Why do you want to know everything?"

"That's all the connection we have. Why can't I believe it?"

"Why are you talking so much? Have you forgotten that we're still in a rather dangerous phase?"

"What can we do? The two of us are practically useless right now, so we can only rely on them."

"Although it's unpleasant to hear you say that, that's really how it is right now."

At this moment, Lu Xuan slowly stood up and looked at the sword formation that was covered with rain and snowflakes, and said, "How about we make a bet?"

"What are we betting on?" Zhang Yu asked curiously, leaning against the wall.

"If we survive, how about you tell me about the three of you?"

"How can you be so sure that the three of us are connected?"

"Because during my investigation, I came across a very interesting title, something like the Four Swordsmen of Tranquility. I don't know if you remember it."

"I didn't expect you to know this too. Fine, since you're so eager to hear it, I'll tell you if I survive. But if I'm the only one who has to fulfill the bet, am I losing out?"

"Then what do you want?"

"If you survive, grant me one request, okay?"

"No way! That would be too unfair to me. I just wanted to satisfy my gossipy curiosity, but you're asking me to do something for you. I won't do it."

"How about this, after I state my request, you can decide for yourself whether or not to grant it? How about that?"

After pondering for a moment, Lu Xuan replied, "That's not unacceptable. Alright, I agree to your request."

"Okay! It's a deal then."

As the two chatted idly, the Snow Rain Sword Formation had somehow been filled with snowflakes and rainwater, and everyone except Li Mingxu at the center of the formation had disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xuan asked curiously, "What's the principle behind this? What about the dozen or so people?"

"I don't know either." Zhang Yu also started looking at it seriously.

Standing at the center of the sword formation, Li Mingxu had lost his initial composure. Although he could easily block the sword energy on the raindrops and snowflakes, he couldn't withstand their sheer number.

Raindrops, mixed with snowflakes, lashed towards Li Mingxu. He dodged them while simultaneously wielding his longsword to deflect the sword energy.

Even so, some still slipped through the net. At this moment, Li Mingxu had multiple cuts on his body from the sword energy, but these wounds would soon heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Mingxu did want to retaliate, but all he could see was rain and snow, and he couldn't see a single person. This rendered his Martial King cultivation powerless.

He also tried to launch an attack, but his sword energy was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing the slightest ripple.

Li Mingxu began to grow impatient. He stopped deliberately dodging the sword energy and instead used his Martial King-level physique to directly withstand the sword energy emanating from the snowflakes and raindrops. Then, he raised his longsword high and swung it erratically in all directions, creating terrifying waves of sword energy that surged outwards. But in the end, all of it was completely dissipated under the falling snow and rain, without causing the slightest ripple.

Li Mingxu could clearly feel that the water droplets and snowflakes were increasing in number, and the sword energy they carried was also growing stronger. His physical body alone was no longer able to completely resist the damage they brought.

The healing speed of Li Mingxu's wounds began to slow down, and blood flowed from his wounds, staining the snowflakes on the ground red.

Li Mingxu roared, and a little bit of black mist emanated from his body, but it was far less than the amount of mist that Lu Xuan and Zhang Yu had faced before.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared behind Li Mingxu, a green longsword pointing directly at Li Mingxu's heart.

Li Mingxu clearly felt a terrifying sword aura emanating from the snow and rain. He had a feeling that if he dared to take it head-on, he would really die, and even the black mist that came with the demon seed could not protect him.

Li Mingxu moved swiftly through the swirling snow and rain, trying to dodge the attack.

The figure caught up with Li Mingxu and thrust his sword forward.

Li Mingxu turned around, roared, and raised his long sword to meet the green sword light that was thrusting towards him.

The black mist clinging to Li Mingxu's longsword vanished into thin air the moment it touched the cyan-green sword light, as if it had encountered its nemesis.

The two sword energies collided with a deafening roar, sending snowflakes flying.

As the snowflakes dispersed, the longsword in Li Mingxu's hand suddenly shattered.

The emerald green sword pierced through Li Mingxu's chest. Li Mingxu suddenly fell silent. He no longer roared like a mad beast. He could clearly feel his vision blurring and his life slipping away from him at a visible speed.

Li Mingxu's face and body began to age at a visible rate. He slowly looked up and saw a woman in a green robe holding the other end of the green sword.

The woman was clearly of a certain age; several wrinkles marred her once beautiful and gentle face. Tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes.

Li Mingxu, unable to hold on any longer, collapsed to the ground. In his eyes, the woman began to appear younger. She had been so radiant and captivating in her youth. This caused Li Mingxu's mind to reminisce about his past. He couldn't understand why his once close friends had ended up like this.

Li Mingxu tried hard to think about these questions that he would never have cared about before. But clearly, he no longer had the time for that.

Those eyes, which had always been filled with desire and brutality, now flashed a look of relief.

"Thank you!" Li Mingxu said with his last ounce of strength. Then he completely lost his breath.

As Li Mingxu fell, the snowflakes and raindrops in the sword formation also stopped.

The figures of the Qingxin Sword Sect members reappeared at this moment.

Lu Xuan and Zhang Yu both looked towards the sword formation. Upon seeing Li Mingxu lying on the ground and realizing he was no longer breathing, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

The other members of the Qingxin Sword Sect breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the demon finally defeated, and each took out their own pills and swallowed them. Many of them began to meditate on the spot.

Only Elder Lin Yu stood still, silently watching everything that was happening before his eyes. At this moment, an elder noticed that the elder was standing still and unmoved, so he walked over and handed him a pill, saying, "Elder, would you like to try this pill? It's a new product that we got from the Loka Federation. I heard it's very effective."

The elder shook his head and said, "I am a martial arts master, and my body is much stronger than you think. I don't need it. You can use it yourselves."

Hearing what the Grand Elder had said, the elder didn't say anything more, found a place to sit down and begin to meditate, recovering his health.

Zhao Qingmei stood there, motionless, the green sword in her hand. She gazed at Li Xuming, who lay lifeless on the ground, tears streaming from her eyes.

Lu Xuan nudged Zhang Yu beside him and said, "Given this situation, aren't you going to go up and say something?"

Zhang Yu glanced at Lu Xuan with a complicated expression and said, "You'd better spare me! It's best to let her have some peace and quiet right now. If I say anything, it will only backfire."

Lu Xuan nodded in agreement.

Just then, a strong sword intent emanated from the depths of the courtyard, accompanied by a reassuring aura.

The Qingxin Sword Sect members could clearly feel that they were recovering much faster under the cleansing influence of the aura.

Lu Xuan stared into the depths of the courtyard without saying a word. Of course, he knew who the owner of that sword intent was; after all, they had traveled together not long ago.

A flash of white light appeared, and a pure white figure appeared before everyone's eyes. That figure was none other than Li Mengyu, who had been in seclusion.

Looking at the crowd before her, Li Mengyu was about to say something when she saw Li Mingxu lying lifeless on the ground. The joy she had felt from breaking through her cultivation level vanished completely.

Li Mengyu stood there dumbfounded. Although she had indeed said that she would kill Li Mingxu with her own hands, when she witnessed the scene before her, a wave of intense sorrow swept over her. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't make a sound.

At this moment, a girl who looked about 70-80% similar to Li Mengyu walked over.

Li Ruoyu walked to her younger sister's side and recounted everything that had happened.

Zhang Yu looked at the scene before him and nudged Lu Xuan, who was standing next to him.

"What?" Lu Xuan asked impatiently.

"Given the current situation, aren't you going to go up and say something?"

Lu Xuan looked at Zhang Yu speechlessly and said, "How come I never realized you were so funny before?"

"Aren't you the same?" Zhang Yu waved his hand and said.

As he spoke, Zhang Yu took out two cigarettes from his spatial ring and handed one to Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan waved his hand.

"Alright, it's good that you don't want it. This thing is quite expensive, to be honest, I'm actually quite reluctant to give it to you." Zhang Yu put the cigarette back into his spatial ring.

"Let's go. This is a family matter for the Qingxin Sword Sect. It's better for us outsiders to stay out of it." Zhang Yu said as he walked towards the main gate of the Qingxin Sword Sect.

Lu Xuan nodded and followed Zhang Yu out.

The two were already standing in a corner, and everyone else was either immersed in grief or recovering. So, their quiet departure went unnoticed.

When Lu Xuan walked out of the Qingxin Sword Sect, Zhang Yu was already standing on the steps at the entrance, smoking a lit cigarette.

Seeing that Lu Xuan had followed, he slowly put down the cigarette in his hand and waited quietly for Lu Xuan to speak.

But Lu Xuan didn't say a word at this moment, he just stood in front of the gate of Qingxin Sword Sect and looked into the distance.

Finally, after a brief silence, Zhang Yu spoke up first, saying helplessly, "Speaking of which, didn't you want to know about our past? Now that we have such a good opportunity, why aren't you asking anymore?"

"Well, I suddenly don't want to ask anymore. What do you suggest we do?" Lu Xuan replied in a somewhat cheeky tone.

"What do you think?" Zhang Yu looked at Lu Xuan with a "kind" expression.

"Alright! Since you're so willing, I'll reluctantly listen."

Upon hearing Lu Xuan's smug reply, Zhang Yu involuntarily clenched his fists.

But being disgusted by Lu Xuanyi actually diluted many of the complex emotions in Zhang Yu's heart.

Zhang Yu turned around and glanced at Lu Xuan standing behind him.

At this moment, Lu Xuan had lost his previous cheeky demeanor; his expression was now calm and serene. He was gazing at the distant sky, his eyes somewhat vacant, as if he were deep in thought.

As the sun slowly set, its rays shone down on Lu Xuan.

Zhang Yu looked at Lu Xuan, who was standing in the setting sun. His figure appeared extremely lonely and helpless, like an abandoned puppy, helplessly waiting at the door for a response that would never come.